I barely got my back to the rest when he launched in.
"They"re good boys," he declared.
"Rex and Joel?" I asked.
"Yes," he answered. "Fine boys. Very smart. They get good grades. Solicitous in their studies. Solicitous with practicing their sports. Solicitous in keeping their rooms clean.
Solicitous to their mother. Solicitous all the time. "
This was interesting.
I had, of course, noted this. It was just interesting that he did and that he obviously felt troubled by it.
I sipped coffee and held his gaze but kept my mouth shut.
Dade didn"t.
"Tess, Olivia, she gets... discontent a great deal."
Oh man.
"Dade," I whispered.
"They"re terrified of her," he announced, "or, for her."
I closed my eyes and looked away.
Then I opened them and looked at him. "You need to speak to Brock."
This time he kept his mouth shut.
I leaned forward and put my elbows on my knees, holding the cup and saucer in front of me. "If you have concerns, their father should know."
"I have had concerns for some time, Tess. My concerns are one of the reasons I hired someone to watch my wife, outside of the fact that she"s slept with her tennis instructor and her personal trainer and the ma.s.sage therapist at her spa. She likes to collect men. This is her pastime outside spending my money."
"Perhaps you"ve misunderstood these relationships. Perhaps she"s just, um... friendly," I suggested lamely.
"I have pictures."
Eek!
"Okay," I gave in.
"She"s a different woman than the woman I courted."
Jeez, he said "courted".
I nodded. "I"ve heard that before."
"I"m certain you have."
I had nothing to say to that so I didn"t say anything.
"I have not spent decades being relatively successful in a boardroom only to get played by an out of the bottle, forty-four year old blonde who doesn"t know the difference of the uses "their", "they"re" and "there"."
"I"m sorry," I said quietly.
"I am too," he replied.
I put my saucer down on the coffee table and picked up the plate with the cookies then extended it to him.
"They"re store bought and that would be "they"re" with the apostrophe "re"," I said in an attempt at a joke, he blinked then I smiled. "If I"d known I was going to have a heart-to-heart, I would have been certain to make a chocolate cake, the heart-to-heart kind with the whipped chocolate frosting between the layers and ganache on top. Unfortunately, I didn"t know so this is all I have."
He studied me. Then his face softened.
Then he said quietly, "I"ll decline. But perhaps you"ll send a slice of your chocolate heart-to-heart cake back with the boys sometime."
"I"ll be certain to do that," I whispered, setting the plate down.
"I would advise you to hurry," he went on, I got the hint and I smiled sadly at him.
"I"m so sorry, Dade."
"She speaks of you," he whispered back and I pulled in breath. "To the boys and me.
You"re all that"s on her mind." He smiled a small smile. "And that would be "you"re" with an apostrophe "re"."
I smiled then sat back in the sofa, muttering, "I was afraid of that."
"She does not give up easily, Tess," he warned and I pulled in another breath. "After my wife died, I told myself, not again. Never again. My wife was a good woman, kind, generous.
I did not wish to..." he paused. "But Olivia, she worked hard at it. Three years. I thought I was lucky to be a man who, in his lifetime, found two, beautiful, kind-hearted women."
I bit my lip again.
Dade finished, "I was wrong."
I tilted my head to the side, about to say I was sorry again when the front door opened.
c.r.a.p!
I turned to it to see my man, black, skintight, long-sleeved running shirt with dark gray piping and matching (but loose) track pants, his hair wet with sweat as were the muscles of his neck and you could see the dark stain of it on his shirt even though it was black wicking.
He took one look at Dade on my armchair, his brows snapped together over dangerously narrowed eyes and he rumbled, "What the f.u.c.k?"
I jumped up and rushed to him.
"It"s cool, honey. Joel told him where I live and Dade he"s... well, coming to terms with some things and those things aren"t the things that Olivia may have told you they are," I explained then continued, "You need "
"No s.h.i.t?" he cut me off, eyes never leaving Dade, he slammed the door behind him, took two long strides into the room with me following and staying close then stated, "You got issues, you do not bring them to my woman"s doorstep."
Dade straightened from his chair. "Lucas, I was under the false impression "
"That I was f.u.c.king your wife," Brock finished for him. "Yeah, Dade, I know. Your PI sucks. I clocked him five minutes into my first nightmare meal with Olivia so I obviously clocked him five seconds into my second one. What you obviously don"t get is that in a healthy relationship, a man doesn"t keep s.h.i.t from his woman or vice versa."
Ouch!
"Lucas, I " Dade started but Brock cut him off again.
"If you got something to say, say it to me. Do not land your s.h.i.t on Tess"s door."
"He"s a little protective," I defended Brock to Dade then I turned back to Brock. "Honey, I think you might want to get over being p.i.s.sed and sit down and talk with Dade."
Brock"s eyes narrowed on his ex-wife"s husband.
Then he asked, "You gonna tell me why my boys are jumpy as s.h.i.t?"
"Yes," Dade answered but said no more or at least he didn"t speak fast enough.
"So..." Brock started, "spit it out."
"She"s fragile," Dade stated.
Brock let out an entirely unamused, short bark of laughter before he declared, "Man, Olivia"s made of stone, figuratively and I a.s.sume you"ve f.u.c.ked her so you know also literally."
Ouch again!
"Brock, honey," I whispered as Dade"s mouth got tight again.
"No, Lucas," he bit out, "what I mean is, this is what she communicates to the boys."
Brock"s entire body went still.
Then he asked softly, "She"s playin" my boys? "
"With every breath she takes," Dade answered.
I froze and stared at Dade.
Oh my G.o.d.
"Why the f.u.c.k would she do that?" Brock asked what I thought was a very good question.
"I would a.s.sume, since you"ve known her longer than I, you understand that she"s careful to acquire important allies. And I would a.s.sume, as you divorced her, that your reasons for this were at least partly what mine are going to be." I heard Brock pull in a sharp breath through his nose at learning this news but Dade went on. "And she simply is who she is. So, I would a.s.sume that you understand that she would need as much attention as possible as this is as necessary to her as breath but also to force affection she is not capable of obtaining in natural ways should, for instance, she need to battle me or..." his eyes slid to me then back to Brock, "you."
"f.u.c.kin" piece of work," Brock clipped under his breath, looking away while lifting a hand and tearing it through his wet hair.
"They"re exceedingly cautious around her because she dissolves into tantrums or tears often and at random. They have no idea what will set her off so they"re careful with everything," Dade continued sharing and he looked at me. "She was not like this prior to us being married or, at least, not that I knew."
"Let me guess," Broke put in and Dade"s eyes moved back to him, "it happened, what? An hour after she signed the marriage certificate?"
"Upon return from our honeymoon," Dade corrected.
"Terrific. At least you got the honeymoon," Brock returned and Dade"s eyes widened.
"No," he said quietly.
"Uh... yeah," Brock replied.
"My Lord," Dade whispered.
"So, you"re divorcin" her a.s.s?" Brock asked.
"Indeed," Dade answered.
"s.h.i.t, f.u.c.k, f.u.c.k, " Brock muttered harshly to the floor.
I would guess there were several reasons for Brock cursing at the floor. One of them would be that, without Dade, Olivia would be on her own again to drain him dry financially.
The other was that she would have the time to put more effort into making him miserable.
d.a.m.n.
Dade looked at him. Then he looked at me.
Then he looked back to Brock and said softly, "Whatever move you"re going to make,"
Brock"s head came up and his eyes locked with Dade"s, "make it soon. I will delay for a few weeks so the boys will have some stability, a roof over their heads, familiar things around them. But only a few weeks, Lucas. I cannot take much more."
I felt my heart beating hard and I felt Brock"s body still beside mine.
"And," he went on, studying Brock closely, "if it comes to that, I will do what I can to help you." He paused. "For Joey and Rex."
Wow.
Whatever they said about a woman scorned, when a man was... whoa.
When Brock said not a word and continued staring at Dade, I waded in.
"Dade, that... that"s very kind. Very kind. The boys may never understand but if they did, they"d appreciate it and, um..." my head jerked to Brock and I finished, "we do too."
Dade nodded then said quietly, "This gives you only weeks to make that heart-to-heart cake, Tess."
"I miss the deadline, I"ll bring a full one by your house and leave it on the doorstep," I offered.
"My dear," he replied, moving toward us and stopping in front of me, "ring the bell anytime." He turned his head and his eyes went up to Brock before he said softly, "I started with a good one. Lucky for you that you"re ending with one."
Wow. That was sweet.